the rain...

Awakened by the rhythmic sound of the rain on the roof above her, cold and alone… again, she sighs and heads down the stairs to make her morning cup of coffee.  Thinking to herself thank god for this automatic coffee pot, she pours the steaming liquid into her favorite cup and heads for her computer... she looks for signs of life, but sees none.  She smiles, trying to convince herself that it’s going to be a better day, even if it kills her!  Music, yes that’s what she needs, she heads for her stereo system, pushing various buttons  until it produces some kind of sound, anything to silence her tortured mind, then closing her eyes for a bit she feels that certain calm begin to wash over her.  She rises and goes to the front door to let the dog out… the ominous clouds gather overhead, as the driving rain continues to pour down.  She steps out into it slowly, calmly, letting the drops fall onto her face and hair.  Smiling to herself, she takes a quick look around to make sure the neighbors aren’t watching, and she slowly begins to dance… She feels the warm mud squish between her toes, as lightning flashes above her, around and around she twirls.  The poor dog, *smiles* she must think this girl has lost her mind.  That distinct sound of Hendrix comes from her speakers and she picks up the pace, her feet barely touching the ground.  She keeps dancing and dancing, the cool morning breeze on her face, the thin cotton fabric of her pajamas clings to her soft skin.  She spins and twirls through the storm, the sound of her gentle laughter almost inaudible, drowned out by the sound of the thunder, until she feels it… that beautiful feeling...  the calm that only the rain can bring.  She is finished... She retreats inside to start her day.